Edmund:
Is he your brother?
Christl:
Who? Jo? No.
Edmund:
You're always together.
Christl:
So? What about it?
Edmund:
Wherever he goes, you're right behind.
Christl:
And that makes him my brother?
Eva:
Did you get the Number 2 Card?
Edmund:
No, they kicked me out because I'm not fifteen yet.
Il padre:
I knew that would happen. Still, I'm glad you're not going anywhere. That's too much work for a boy your age.
Edmund:
But it would have meant more to eat. For Karl-Heinz, too.
Il padre:
Did you hear that, Karl-Heinz? You know that poor Edmund, at his age, can't support all of us. He's still a child. But you, what do you do? You keep hiding. You didn't even register for a food card.
Eva:
You're so selfish. You don't care about getting food. You only care about eating it.
Karl-Heinz:
Didn't I tell you to send Edmund to work?
Eva:
You don't do anything. You just hide, and yet you want to eat and drink. You don't ask where I go every night. All that matters is that I come back with a couple of cigarettes for you.
Karl-Heinz:
Did I smoke them?
Eva:
No, but you know that cigarettes are like money.
Karl-Heinz:
Should I thank you for that? Nowadays everybody does it.
Eva:
They do worse things, too.
Karl-Heinz:
You see?
Eva:
Then tell me to sell myself!
Il maestro:
Weren't you one of my students?
Edmund:
Yes, Mr. Enning.
Il maestro:
My memory's good. What's your name?
Edmund:
Edmund Koeler.
Il maestro:
Edmund Koeler. First desk on the left. You've grown up. How is your father?
Edmund:
My father is sick, very sick.
Il maestro:
Didn't you have a brother in the Wermacht?
Edmund:
Yes, Karl-Heinz. He was in the military, but he's home now.
Il maestro:
Then he must be out of work, like me.
Edmund:
You're not teaching anymore?
Il maestro:
I didn't share the ideas of the people in power about teaching children.
Frau Rademaker:
His sister goes out every night, too. She's really shameless. You shouldn't let these people near our daughter.
Herr Rademaker:
One of these days I'll kick them out.
Edmund:
What have you got against my sister? Why are you always mad at us?
Herr Rademaker:
You shut up! Get out! Take the scale and don't come back without the money. Is that clear?
Edmund:
Yes, Herr Rademaker. I'll come back tomorrow morning.
Edmund:
Your friend is in the work service?
Il maestro:
He clears the ruins.
Edmund:
No mandatory labor for you?
Il maestro:
Luckily, no.
Edmund:
My brother thought he'd have to. He stayed away.
Il maestro:
They all should stay away, those that share our ideas. Remember? Long ago, your father falsified a document to get you out of Hitler Youth. But you said right away that it was false. You knew your duty. I should have reported your father for that, but I didn't because I like you.
Edmund:
Where are we? I don't know this area.
Jo:
Well, you look out for yourself.
Edmund:
I live in Alex. How do I get back at this hour?
Jo:
You don't have to go back home.
Edmund:
Where am I supposed to sleep? I don't know anybody here.
Jo:
It's up to you. Everything around here's empty.
Edmund:
By myself?
Jo:
[
pointing to Christl] With her. Why not? She's your type.
Il maestro:
What do they teach you in school now? Democracy?
Edmund:
I don't go to school anymore.
Il maestro:
Why not? You don't like the new teachers?
Edmund:
I have to work now.
Il maestro:
Work? Why?
Edmund:
There are four of us at home, and we only have three food cards.
Il maestro:
Poor Edmund. Why doesn't your brother have a card?
Edmund:
He never registered. He fought in the streets until the Allied troops arrived.
Edmund:
It wasn't my fault. I was with other boys.
Il padre:
Enough! I don't want to hear any lies!
Eva:
He didn't mean any harm, Papa. He wanted to get something to eat.
Il padre:
I'll do without.
Karl-Heinz:
Me, too. I'd rather die of hunger.
Eva:
Easy for you to say.
Il padre:
I can't stand it anymore, here in this bed.
Herr Rademaker:
Tell me the truth. What did you do with the money?
Edmund:
What money?
Herr Rademaker:
The money for the scale. Did you give it to your father?
Edmund:
I swear that's not true.
Herr Rademaker:
You're not going to cheat me, boy. I know you'll do anything for money. You got into my house ...
Edmund:
The housing superintendent sent us here.
Herr Rademaker:
Yes, and I have to put up with it. Your father is a pain, always complaining. Why doesn't he die and give us some peace?
Edmund:
I have no work, and neither does Eva. My brother still won't report and get his card.
Il maestro:
I understand, but what can I do?
Edmund:
My father needs treatment. Can't you help me? What can I do?
Il maestro:
There's nothing you can do. Times are hard for everyone, worse for weak and old people. You've done all you can.
Edmund:
But what if he dies?
Il maestro:
If he dies, he dies. We all die sooner or later. Would you rather die yourself or let an old man live?
Karl-Heinz:
Who gave you money to buy cigarettes?
Edmund:
It was a gift.
Karl-Heinz:
From who? Those bad boys you go stealing with?
Edmund:
It wasn't boys. It was a girl.
Karl-Heinz:
You should be ashamed of yourself.
Edmund:
Why? Everybody does it.
Karl-Heinz:
That's not a reason.
Edmund:
Her name is Christl. She's all alone, and she sleeps in a basement. She's a nice girl. I like her. She gives cigarettes to all her friends. You should have a woman to take care of you.
Karl-Heinz:
A woman? That's all I need. Like this bitch of a life wasn't enough.
Edmund:
Don't talk like that! Have courage!
Karl-Heinz:
I had courage. A soldier can lose everything but his courage. But now I'm not a soldier anymore. I'm less than useless, another mouth to feed.
Il medico:
His heart is very weak. His whole condition is bad.
Eva:
What can we do?
Il medico:
He needs nutritrious foods, vitamins.
Eva:
How can we do that, Doctor?
Edmund:
With the cards we have, we can't get more
Il medico:
Yes, I know. It's the same all over. The best thing would be to get him into a hospital. But they are all more than full.
Karl-Heinz:
Couldn't we at least try, Doctor?
Il medico:
Cases worse than his have not been admitted.
Edmund:
Eva, they're cutting the power.
Eva:
The power? Why?
Edmund:
They discovered someone was stealing it.
Eva:
Who?
Karl-Heinz:
Someone.
Edmund:
Rademaker says it was us.
Karl-Heinz:
As usual.
Eva:
So that's what he was screaming about.
Karl-Heinz:
That black marketer. One day I'll smash his head.
Eva:
You're such a big talker, but when it comes to helping us, you do nothing.
Il padre:
I've considered killing myself, but I don't have the courage.
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